Untamed
05-29-2005, 12:53 PM
Yep, it's a Sunday in beautiful Florham Park, and I got called in here to meet about a customer visit next week in Washington DC. Someone left the building on "heat" instead of "cold", and I'm in shorts, sitting on a lleather chair, dying.
I'd rather be sweating, under the front half of my car, out in the sun, prepping it for a swap in two months. There's just something wrong about being called in to work on a holiday weekend.
/end rant
I'd rather be sweating, under the front half of my car, out in the sun, prepping it for a swap in two months. There's just something wrong about being called in to work on a holiday weekend.
/end rant